I fixed yesterday’s problem by adding half a page where the heroine confirms to the other characters exactly what she’s been thinking. The reader has it figured out already, but the hero hasn’t. When he does, he gets mad.
I took some time off today to look around at Antique Rose Emporium. I go every few months, just to look around. Today, the musk roses were blooming, and they smelled wonderful.
Dancing With the Stars is on. That buys me more writing time this evening. I’ll never get the girls to bed tonight. When I do, Cherry and Coco will be jitterbugging in their sleep.
Later: Coco called it the jigglebug.
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